pierre & perfection

PIERRE AND THE PERFECT WOMEN.

A Tale of Tail in Iambic Pentametre

By Izzy Ess of Doggedness

Pierre le Duc contrived to find the perfect

Woman.  Wooing Isobel was fun,

But she rejected him because he would

Not promise her a marriage.  He proposed

On bended knee, a pseudo-marriage based

On common law, but she rejected his

Proposal as preposterous.  So, he looked

To Annabel, his Tinkerbelle, but she

Was free of all her men and flitted here,

And there and everywhere.  Pierre admired

An Alice who was stuck in Wonderland

And changed in size and shape so frequently,

He was confused.  So then, he turned to Betty

Who was willing to move in with him,

So long as he slept elsewhere, not her bed.

Until he realized that she was serious

About abstaining altogether, he

Was happy to relate to her as brother-sister, eh?

His balls turned blue and he

Appealed to Betty, but she wouldn’t change

Her attitude.  He started sneaking out

To visit prostitutes and found it very

Nice, but also very dear.  So he

Sent stubborn Betty out the door and looked

For more.  He found an older woman, Sylvia,

Who liked his body and his sex.  She moved

Right in and made herself at home.  Pierre

Was very happy.  Sylvia set up

The kitchen and the dining room to suit

Her tastes, including many other men

She entertained each afternoon.  Pierre

Surprised her when there were two youngish men

On his big couch, enjoined, enthralled and balled

By Sylvia.  He stayed back ‘til he softened.

Then, he joined the trio and enjoined

And balled the three of them.  His Sylvia

Departed soon thereafter, saying he

Was interfering with her fun and games

And did not fit into her afternoons

Of pleasure with the younger men she chose.

Pierre, dismayed, became depressed and thought

He’d never find the perfect woman.  So,

He bought a German shepherd and enjoyed

Himself immensely.  The big dog did not

Fulfill his dreams of pulchritude and perfect

Sex, but gave him unconditional

Strong loving he was looking for.  He shrugged

His shoulders and he settled in with Hermann

German Shepherd for a life-time, eh?

Pierre and Hermann went for walks and ran

Together, joyfully.  They were an item

In the neighbourhood.  One day, he met

A woman with her Poodle, Noodle Poodle.

Our cool woman introduced herself

As Sue, Suzanne Diane, from Waterloo.

The dogs began to sniff each other’s not

So private parts, deciding it would be

OK to join in holy matrimony.

Our Pierre agreed it was a match.

Pierre and Sue arranged a marriage for

Their pets, deciding that a union with

Each other would be suitable.  And so,

It was, that our Pierre had met the perfect

Woman, after all.  They balled while Noodle

And her Hermann got together and

The four of them lived happily, forever.

Taste in women, just like taste in men,

Is evanescent and ethereal.

The choices are like choosing cereal.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md.,

Welland, Canada,

July 12, 2013,

(Two days before Bastille Day.)